No sleep 'till Fuckneckville

It's kinda funny, you may not realize it until

Phone calls stop, can't get laid

You find out where the parties were some time the next day



One way ticket to seclusion

Now you lose it all

One way ticket to alienation

You're an inside joke



Is everybody supposed to be

Impressed with your ability

To make us feel less significant than you?

We're all chippin in to purchase you

A one way first class ticket out of town



Millions sold, mega star

There's a million assholes with ten million guitars

Enjoy it now, soon it ends

Suddenly you find yourself without any friends



One way ticket to isolation

You can hang with you

You've been given a citation

For excessive social faux pas and obnoxiousness



Go ahead keep telling us your

15 minute stories about

What you had for breakfast and for lunch

We're all chippin in for one big humble pie

We're gonna smash it in your face



Go ahead tell us about your

Last week sold out concert

And how your new record's gonna top the charts

We don't care about your expenses

We just wanna have a laugh at your expense